We all slept in on Saturday morning. I was the first one up, as Jack
needed to go out, so he and I went downstairs. While he went outside, I
started a pot of coffee and some tea water, then set about getting things
ready for pancakes for breakfast. The twins were next to come
downstairs. They got some juice and the three of us sat at the kitchen
table and had a nice visit together before anyone else wandered in.
Jacob and Harry came down next and joined us. A short time later,
Elizabeth and Grandma came in. Andy of course hadn't appeared yet. The
twins volunteered to go wake him up, but I told them to let him sleep. I
started making pancakes then, and we all stuffed ourselves with them.
After everyone had eaten, and helped pick up. Elizabeth and Grandma
decided to go do a little last minute shopping for Grandma. Harry had to
go home, as his family was going to visit his grandmother that
afternoon. Elizabeth and Grandma volunteered to drop him off on their
way to Harrod's. Harry and the twins had a sad farewell, as Harry
wouldn't see them again before they flew home the next day. The three of
them shared a group hug, and they all appeared to have tears in their
eyes.
After they all left, Jacob and the boys went into the livingroom to watch
a little TV. I was about to go upstairs to finally wake Andy up, when
the phone rang. It was Duke. He wondered if, since it was a nice day,
Jacob and I would like to meet him at the park on the river for a while.
I told him I still had the twins visiting. He said I could bring them
too, and anyone else who wanted to come along. I asked Jacob and the
twins if they wanted to do that. Jacob said he did, and the twins
thought the park sounded fun, so I told Duke we'd meet him in an hour. I
hung up then, and went upstairs to wake Andy up.
* * *
Andy was still snoring softly, as I entered our room. Quietly, I closed
the door behind me. I looked over at him. He was sleeping on his back.
He looked so beautiful, as he slept on peacefully. I noticed there was a
tent under the duvet where his prick would be, and I grinned to myself.
Gently, I pulled the covers off Andy, exposing his nude body. He
shivered slightly in his sleep, as the cooler air hit his body. The skin
of his scrotum, which had been slack and smooth, slowly became crinkled,
as his scrotum contracted, and his testicles pulled up closer to his warm
body. Gently, I crawled onto the bed, between his legs, which were
